A Bristol Novella

For the last three years it has snowed on the same day every year. I know this, not because I write it down. But because its supposedly the day of my birth. Although in technicality I was born on two days. The Thursday and the Friday.

This year celebrations followed much the same pattern as previous years. Resulting in me being sick, several times.

Nine, actually.

This week has seen the 'worse snow in twenty seven years', and this annoys me. My week, has revolved around white power. And not the good kind.

So I'd really love it if, please, it would stop snowing and I could carry on in my semi-normal ways. Thank you.